BOOM!
A thunderclap shattered the air, loud enough to stab at the eardrums, accompanied by a flash of holy light so searing it bleached the world white. For a heartbeat, Tangere, Caesar, Scarecrow, and Aurora were struck blind and deaf.
"Hold fast!"
"Caesar, fall back. Scarecrow, deploy the defensive array. Aurora, hold your position."
The orders didn't come through their ringing ears but resonated directly in their skulls—a psychic transmission. Tangere remained calm. He had experienced the shockwaves of Archlord combat before; this was how Arthas's lieutenants used to communicate when the air itself was too turbulent for sound.
As the energy shockwave rolled past, their senses slowly returned.
"That was terrifying," Aurora gasped, her voice trembling.
The tomboyish fighter was still shaken. She had met the Kraken before, but she was new to the Lord rank. She had never witnessed Archlords trying to kill each other in earnest.
